Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Cuba and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Excepter to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Visage,
Trumans Water,
MC5,
Roger Hodgson,
Heaven 17,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camberwell Now,
Tommy Roe,
Average White Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cybotron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Seeds,
Lungfish,
Infiniti,
the Normal,
Big Daddy Kane,
Zapp,
The Alarm Clocks,
Patti Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Au Pairs,
Jandek,
The Saints,
Unrelated Segments,
Grauzone,
Animal Collective,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Names,
Essential Logic,
Lyres,
Crispian St. Peters,
Man Parrish,
Howard Jones,
Johnny Clarke,
Buzzcocks,
DNA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eli Mardock,
Massinfluence,
Warsaw,
Roy Ayers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Malaria!,
Quadrant,
Q and Not U,
The Evens,
a-ha,
Sonic Youth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Hood,
Reuben Wilson,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.